Holding on, or: Letting go

Poetry Partners #33

A poem by trE of ‘A Cornered Gurl’

the depth of love carries a torch of light
it ushers in the kindness we need
and lures fighters whose intentions are bright
the heart a source not of stinginess or greed

we long for understanding in this world
our chances of finding it are slim
but we hold on to faith unfurled
peace will fill our hearts to the brim

A sevenling (I have recollections) by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’

I have recollections of lightheartedness, a
weightless innocence, but more readily remember
crushing heaviness. Now, my heart's mostly numb.

It has gained understanding, as it has come to
reject faith. Depth of love has been the primary
constant... So, I direct others down a different path.

'Yes,' I smile, 'Just believe in yourself.'

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!


23 thoughts on “Holding on, or: Letting go”

  1. Reblogged this on A Cornered Gurl and commented:
    David, over at The Skeptic’s Kaddish (of a son) was so kind to host me as a feature for his Poetry Partners segment, and I love the poem he shared to accompany my words. It is an honor to share the same page with this awesome human being. I hope you enjoy the poem (s), lovely people.

  2. I love the alluding to firefighters and their work as an act of love. The bravery and sacrifices, the faith in themselves and heaven above, to save loves or /and prevent further destruction.
    I could be over-reading into it, but associated image caught my attentio in conjunctio with this great collaboration in different poetic styles.
    Although i would never exclude heaven in my day to day life and least in extraordinary moments
    ●So, I direct others down a different path.●
    Yes this is the poet’s prerogative.

    1. I love the alluding to firefighters and their work as an act of love. The bravery and sacrifices, the faith in themselves and heaven above, to save loves or /and prevent further destruction.

      Abi – to me, it says a lot about your heart that you picked up on the photo I chose. I’m not surprised at all, but it reinforces my sense of your personhood.


      David

        1. Simply put, you convey a lot of kindness and sensitivity in your comments… And it seems as though you really let the words you read (and pictures you see) affect you – or – you’re very aware that they affect you and you [have come to] accept that because it’s fundamental to your coding.

          1. 🙂😂, that so lovely, most times i ask my wheel of fortune why didn’t you just hand me the sword of of the lion or the tiger so i can ride out on the waves of exploration and just be daring….alas David♥…thank you.

  3. I like the way your title sums things up. Our connection to others sometimes seems like all we can count on. If only we could build more bridges. (K)

  4. I can identify with portions of each poem, but i really feel the first stanza of yours, David. Numbness. (Yes, a curious irony there with regards to “feeling numbness.”) The things we hope for and believe in often never materialize. What’s left is what we can actually do for each other, and that is love and care for one another. It’s not perfect because we’re imperfect, but it’s better than crushed faith and numbness. Well done, both of you. 🙂

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